Note: Inspired by Uh huh by Julia Michaels
A/n: This might already be pretty long but would you guys want a part two?
/It's electric how my lipstick/Makes its own way right into your kiss, and/It's pathetic how we both get/Kinda fucked up, hanging on each other/
Shots were fired as you sped through the crowds of people, barging the doors open as you ran carrying bags of money on your shoulders. Police guards chased you till you got to your car, throwing the bags of money onto the backseat behind you. You turned over to Jaeyoon who jumped into the passenger seat of the car, grabbing him by his shirt into a passionate kiss.
Your boyfriend pulled away, out of breath. âAlright, babe, we gotta go.â
As you sped off in the car, several more shots had been fired again in your direction. âFuck this.â You tore the masquerade mask from your face and wiped off the dark lipstick you use to disguise your lips. With smeared lipstick covering half your face you furiously drove on, laughing as the cops fell behind. They had lost you. And you? You just robbed $25,000 in cash. A little small for what you usually steal but you preferred light loads over getting easily caught.
/We're ahead now, should we slow down?/Should we slow down now?/'Cause I'm getting some kind of shake without you/
You recall the very first time you met Jaeyoon. You hadnât thought much of him at the time. He was often quiet and kept to himself. Little did you know at the time, that he often robbed houses of the wealthy while they were away.
You had just returned home after finding out your fiance had been cheating on you to find a stranger rummaging through your closet. You were already too tired to be afraid of what the thief would do to you for catching him. âCan I help you?â You asked, already irritated.
He froze in place. He really didnât want to kill anybody that night. It would just add on to what he had to do that night.
âOh yeah sure. If I donât move, she canât see me. Iâm not blind dumb ass.â
For some reason, your sarcasm had eased him into laughter. âSo youâre just gonna let me rob you that easily?â He said as he chuckled.
âI donât care anymore. Take whatever you want.â You started for the bed when he looked up. His heart had almost stopped. You had to be the most beautiful being he had ever seen. How your hair had slowly fallen in place around your head and shoulders as you yourself had fallen onto the bed. Had he been aware that you were no longer with your fiance, he would have taken you with him then and there.
/Uh-huh! I think you're movin' in too close/
A few days after finding out you were no longer with your fiance, he had arrived at your house, this time knocking at your door instead of picking its lock.
You answered the door. âWho are you?â
âUm⌠Iâm just here to check your fridge?â Of course, you remembered who he was. You just wanted to see how heâd play along. As a thief, he wouldnât actually give you his name would he?
âWhy?â Was this guy really about to use the fridge as an excuse to steal from you?
What you didnât know was that he just wanted to see you again.
âIf itâs runningâŚâ He slyly grinned, âIâd like to catch it for you.â
You laughed at the joke. Not because it was anywhere near funny but because this guy had actually thought he was witty and clever for using such a cringeful joke. âFine⌠but be quick.â
/But I think that it's my body wanting it the most, like/Uh-huh! I don't know what it is I feel/But I know it's my emotions going in for the kill, like/
What am I doing? You asked yourself. You were letting a thief back into your house to steal from you again. A normal person would never had done such a thing but after conversing with a thief as he stole from your house, after finding your fiance in bed with another woman, after realizing there was some sort of magnetic pull this thief had, here you were laughing with a criminal.
/Uh-huh! I think you're movin' in too close/
The next day he was back. This time with a bouquet of roses obviously stolen from the neighborâs front yard.
âI was wondering if youâd like to go out on a date with me?â
/But I know it's my emotions going in for the kill, like/
Later on that day you found yourself entering a bar with him. You felt a little uneasy as the bar had been well hidden and heavily guarded by several bodyguards.
âCome on, ease up a bit.â Jaeyoon said with a smirk.
It was easy to see how tense you were: Your arms crossed, soulless eyes, a scowl marked on your lip.
As the night went on and after a few dances on the dance floor, you had eased down. That is, until police had barged into every entrance of the building.
Jaeyoon had rushed off but before doing so, he had  forced a piece of paper into your hand and gave you a very passionate kiss.
The coolness of the moment. Youâre pretty sure that at that moment, you had fallen in love with him. Cool and composed as he ran out the building. You were escorted by the police out the building to your house.
The very next day you waited for him only to find in the papers that heâd been caught and taken to jail. There was no way you were going to let that night be the very last night you saw him. You had decided that right there, you were going to marry him. You knew he loved you. You could see it in his eyes that night. When he danced with you. When he drank with you. When he spoke to you. No one had ever looked at you like that before. Not even your ex fiance.
/But I know it's my emotions going in for the kill/
A new life awaited you. At the crisp of dawn you rushed to the to the jail he was confined at. If a new life awaited you, there was no way you were going to live it without him. You talked to security at the entrance to let you visit Jaeyoon.
âPlease?â You begged in a pouty manner, doing your best to charm the security into letting you visit Jaeyoon. If you couldnât charm the security guard, maybe you could seduce them. You read the nametag on the guard that spelled out his name.
âLook, officer⌠Sanghyuk, I really need to see my husband. Weâre expecting a âgiftâ, so maybe the two of us could find a way for... this to work?â
He scanned the traces of your body down to the spots of his interests and after a few minutes, he had let you in.
The guard opened the gate, carefully eyeing you as he allowed you to enter to talk to your âhusbandâ. As soon as you saw him you ran to him as quickly as possible. It didnât even matter that a set of metal bars separated the two of you. You could touch him, hold him, and that was all that mattered. He held you in his arms, tightly pressed against the cold metal quickly becoming warmer. He kissed you. He really kissed you. None of that bullshit fake lovey dovey crap filled with lies that your ex husband fed your lips before you left him. No. Jaeyoon kisses you with a passion that left you quivering. You craved for more of his touch. More of his taste. Just... more of him. And likewise, he craved you just as much. He craved the feeling of your lips crashing into his. Messy kisses as your teeth clashed in all the chaos that arose between the two of you. And even if you could only hold each other in this chaos, even if it only lasted 5 minutes, the thundering chaos of wandering hands and  clashing teeth was the most bliss youâve ever felt.
/Uh-huh! I think you're movin' in too close/But I think that it's my body wanting it the most/
The guard started, âNO TOUCHING!â He yelled. He quickly marched towards the two of you. Before he could reach his destination at your side, you briskly handed Jaeyoon a small gun which he then hid behind his back. You made your way back to the exit, looking back as Jaeyoon gave you a small smirk and wink.
Later, in the mildly rusted brown truck hidden behind greens and greens of wood, you waited. Jaeyoon was leaving jail that night whether the guards wanted him to or not. In the distance, you could see a light frantically swinging back and forth, growing closer with every step Jaeyoon took as he ran to you. You started the car as soon as you figured it was Jaeyoon. If there was anything you learned from your past marriage, it was that you werenât going to allow yourself to waste anymore time away from someone who loved you back just as much as you loved them.
You drove as quickly as you could through the wood, rushing from the prison grounds as Jaeyoon brightly laughed. He reached over from his seat to brush a strand of hair from your face. He looked at you and smiled lovingly. How is it possible he was able to woo the girl of his dreams despite the way he lived? Without even thinking, he leaned in and kissed you. As smoothly as you could, you stopped the car on the side of the oncoming road.
/It's phonetic how our mouths grip/Almost too tight to the words we're sayin'/
Your fingers gripped Jaeyoonâs hair, mouths immersed in every part of eachother. His hands searched every inch of your body as he softly kissed you. You could feel the tingling sensation crawl up your spine as his fingertips found their way to your thighs, circling the most sensitive areas before slipping into the pool that built up in your underwear. His head lowered to nip at your neck. He switched between leaving soft kisses and tiny rough marks as he trailed down your body.
Suddenly, a siren heard from almost a mile away had made the two of you jump. You quickly started the car and drove off before the cops could even come close to reaching you. As you drove, Jaeyoon remained at your side, softly kissing your neck.
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